DRUNK IN HELL are embarrassed by their own creations. Apathy is everything to these five losers who'll just about manage to turn up and play without being sick. Lo-fi grit and metal maledom are fractured and recombined into monotone slabs which reference distaste for modern life as much as they poke fun at the traditions of the punk/hardcore idiom. Still barely functioning after 4 years of staring at the walls and occasional live performance, the